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Flickr Tranny Day is approaching, and just for the sheer devil may caredness of it I did a group too
F.T.D

the trannispere expects etc etc.

View from the door

Not 10 mins ago my downstairs neighbour buzzed at my door, after first making a fool of myself by thinking it was the downstairs telecom and trying to speak to him through it I opened the door and we exchanged pleasantries and had a quick natter, after he left I closed the door and turned round to see:



on my sofa the detritus of last nights dressing up session, wig, strappy top, denim mini skirt, ballet pumps - bugger!

Wonder if he saw, ho hum, good job I don't care so much about 'that sort of thing' these days :>).

Btw, 4 more days to Tranny Flickr Day!!

Transapathy, it stops here

Too much apathy in the trannysphere just now, not enough flouncing about in girls clothes, it has to stop, now or as soon after now as is trannily possible. (ok I'm stretching the use of 'tranny' there a bit).

I had some horrible trannying the other night, I was sitting at home, veging 'wish I was being a girl tonight' I thought, but between me and the me I wanted to see in the mirror was a couple of hours of plastering and making good with my good friends Rimmel and MAC. So the solution was easy, go to it with the brushes and the lip gloss orrrr (and heres the clever bit) just avoid mirrors (taps side of nose with finger to indicate extreme cleverness). So it started easy enough, I just slipped a skirt on, my legs were shaved anyway so I didn't have to catch sight of non girly legs. Skirt led half an hour later to a top, a top didn't feel right without boobs, so on went a bra and boobies, then intoxicated by this feeling of feminine grace and beauty on went a wig and then it all went wrong. Concerned that my faux hair was sitting like a patient but rather scruffy cat atop my noggin I stole a glance at a mirror - Oh You Stupid Tranny!!!! I looked ridiculous, the fragile mental image that I had managed to construct came crashing down, from Sandra Bullock to Sundry Bollox in one short look.

I got really really embarassed and couldn't get everything off quickly enough, I think thats what a 'normal' (for values of normal) bloke would feel wearing girls clothes, silly, very very silly. Lesson learned.

However, like the song, the malaise remains the same sooooo I propse Flickr Tranny Day, I Gillian Stuart, being a transvestite of sound mind and sexy body (I made that bit up) do hereby commit to posting a picture on flickr of me wearing girls clothes on 29th March 2008, said pic to be taken anytime in the preceeding two weeks.

There! I've said it, now who else is up for it? get up off your arses and be men, get that slap on and get into that dress! are we trannies or are we err normal people. No excuses, no 'too busy' no 'too tired' no 'but I'm in prison'. Just do it!

Blimey

days without cigarettes, heck knows but somewhere over 300

where have the last few weeks gone? I'm suffering from a malaise, I just can't be @rsed at the moment, which isn't to say I don't want to run about the place in girls clothes, it's just that when it comes down to it I can't be bothered making the effort. In an ideal world I'd have a makeup artist and dresser every morning to make me look gorgeous for the day ahead, probably a full time epilationist too (not sure if that exists or not but it damn well should do). I'm not sure I can even be bothered to go to Sparkle this year but I reckon I will, if only to see friends who I am sadly losing touch with and this year I shall be more focused in my socialising instead of the scatter gun approach I seem to adopt.

In other news, I had a friend over this weekend and outed myself to her, rather odd, she sent me an xmas card of a father christmas wearing stockings under his outfit and said 'this made me think of you' so I quized her about it and she eventually broke under questioning and said she could just imagine me wearing womens underwear, tch the cheek of it, so I told her and she was cool about it and borrowed some clothes too.

I came across this by accident, I thought a 10 minute video was too long to watch (ok I have a short att - oooo look a butterfly) but 25 seconds into it I was hooked, get to 25 seconds and you'll see why. Theres quite a lesson there and a helluva message to digest.